Mixed - Tumblr Posts
"embrace ur differences, stop saying ur different in the way that u r and embracing it" also legit unironically saying that ppl should stop talking abt skin colour??
once again mixed ppl exist outside of the US
[there were more comments but it's a vid that got a lot of attention and i cba 2 go thru all the comments on it rn]
[title 4 context but yeh im not watching this vid it's obvs what it is]
[mainly put this video title in here 4 another video title i was going 2 put in 4 context but found these comments]
4 context all the woman w/ the braids did was point out in her own words that "white passing privilege" is just as much bs as "straight passing privilege" is at least in what i watched of this video b4 having 2 stop watching, there were also a bunch more comments trash talking her for speaking up abt it, didn't put those in bc i reached the image limit
we're not white either tho and none of us r "pretending 2 b black" we're just trying 2 acknowledge and embrace that part of ourselves instead of just allowing ourselves 2 b constantly pushed into the same box as our oppressors
fuck this im having a bad day bc of ppl being weird abt me being mixed w/ black and mixed w/ white so im just making this a masterpost of all the kinda bs i deal w/ bc so many ppl don't seem 2 believe me when i say me and others like me go thru this shit, gonna reblog this w/ any new shit i find
apparently they r comparing us 2 coffee now
weird race fetish bs
weird eugenics bs
in case u thought it was only 4 coffee cups
just this whole fucking video's existence reeks of eugenics and i refuse 2 watch it, luckily most of the comments i can c seem 2 b calling this video out
this is 1 of the top blogs in the "mixed race" tag on tumblr
again w/ the weird eugenics youtube vids [edit bc i realised something wasn't super clear; from what i remember w/ the "reacting 2 'mixed race wh!te passing women are not our allies'" vid it was a i think monoracial black woman [again my memory could b fuzzy but i am *not* subjecting myself 2 that video again] and she got her 2 mixed women friends 2 react 2 this video w/ her that was talking ab how they aren't allies 2 the wider poc community and don't belong in it "the girl w/ the braids" that every1 keeps referencing in the comments was literally just pointing out the problems in the video and the woman making the video and the ppl in the comments got mad at her 4 not agreeing w/ this video that was talking abt how she doesn't belong]
idk much abt what what context this was supposed 2 b in when this person who originally said this said it but this is all the context i got 4 this tumblr post so it's going on here, let's make this clear; colourism is a problem and should b talked abt and we should try 2 get rid of colourism and some light-skinned and ""white passing"" members of the community can experience erasure and oppression both from outside and within the community r 2 ideas that can and should exist 2gether, just like how it's not ok 2 talk over or try 2 silence the voices of ppl w/ darker skin when they talk abt colourism it's also not ok 2 talk over or silence the voices of light-skinned and ""white passing"" ppl when we tell u abt our struggles like the constant erasure that we face from all sides [will add more when i find more]
[mixed ppl feel free 2 add ur own experiences/things u've seen no matter what ur mixed w/ as long as ur not trying 2 act like ppl mixed w/ white r the same as white ppl]
[monoracial ppl don't clown this post this is a post 2 raise awareness of the racism that mixed ppl experience]
fuck this im having a bad day bc of ppl being weird abt me being mixed w/ black and mixed w/ white so im just making this a masterpost of all the kinda bs i deal w/ bc so many ppl don't seem 2 believe me when i say me and others like me go thru this shit, gonna reblog this w/ any new shit i find
apparently they r comparing us 2 coffee now
weird race fetish bs
weird eugenics bs
in case u thought it was only 4 coffee cups
yeh as some1 who is ""white passing"" [don't like the term 4 in it's current use 4 so many reasons] ppl just always assume im white and then when i tell them i'm not they try 2 tell me that me being mixed w/ black "doesn't count" or w/e bc it wasn't 1 of my parents who's black it's my grandma but like,,,
1] it still makes me not 100% white
2] fuk u if there was a literal racial slur made 4 ppl who r "a quarter black" like me then i don't think u then get 2 turn around and call me white and say that my black side doesn't count [not putting the slur here bc i don't trust like that but if u know u know]
3] my mother despite being technically born in the uk was raised entirely in zimbabwe and doesn't rly consider herself english
4] i've experienced racism on multiple occasions despite what so many ppl like 2 think, if im black enough 2 experience racism u don't get 2 tell me im not black enough 2 call myself mixed
5] im not even fully white passable [which i would still b able 2 call myself mixed if i was i just find it weird how ppl act like i am fully white passable] like,,, my hair and body r different bc im mixed pale skin isn't the same thing as being able 2 pass as white and it's not like ppl don't notice those things abt me
sry if i got angry in the reblog im just glad some1 else is talking abt this bc it rly sucks bc it's not just white ppl who do this [which is bad enough already] but u even get monoracial poc doing this as a way of trying 2 pit the wider poc community against mixed ppl and it sucks
This isn’t like, specifically a fandom or media thing, but I’m kind of tired of the way people discuss (or often don’t discuss) multi-racial or multi-ethnic identities. Mixed people are literally so diverse and no two of us are going to have the exact same experiences. I remember once during class (I don’t remember what the exact topic or whatever was, but I think it was a writing class) we were discussing an article written about a mixed-race woman (I believe white/black) and everyone was just repeatedly referring to her as a black woman. And I didn’t say anything at the time because I was uncomfortable and I’m bad at speaking up for things that make me uncomfortable. But now I wish I had. Because maybe she thought of herself as a black woman, but none of us knew whether or not she did.
And like. I’m half-black, half-white, and I would be extremely uncomfortable if someone referred to me as a black woman. Because 1) I don’t look black. Straight-up, if you just looked at my face you would never assume I was black or part-black. I know because many people have guessed or assumed my race and they have never gotten it right. I am Ambiguously Brown. 2) I was raised by my mom, who’s white, and there are a lot of gaps in my knowledge of African-American history and culture (part of this is also a failure on the part of the American education system but what else is new). One of my friends and I (also a multi-racial woman, though not the same as me) used to joke that we were basic half-white bitches. No I would not be comfortable if someone who wasn’t a close friend, or if someone who wasn’t mixed, tried to do this with me. 3) Even if the first two weren’t true, I’m not black. I’m part black, and all aspects of my race are important to me, not just the ones that are most “obvious” to other people.
And that’s part of my biggest problem like this - people making assumptions about other mixed people’s experience with their identity. The first one that comes to mind is Keanu Reeves. I’ve definitely seen people make jokes about him being a popular unproblematic internet white guy - but he’s not white. He’s part white, part Chinese, part Hawaiian (his name is literally Hawaiian). And I can feel people rolling their eyes that it doesn’t matter or he still has privilege, so it doesn’t “count”. And I won’t deny that he may have privilege because of his appearance, but it is not your place to say that other people’s identity doesn’t count. You don’t live in other people’s brains, and you don’t know how he relates to his identity. You don’t know his experience. You don’t know how it’s affected him - or how assumptions like that affect him. This also goes for people on the opposite end of the spectrum, like my high school friend “Dimitri”, who was part black, part Native, and people typically assumed he was black. I wish now that we’d talked about this together - I don’t know how it affected him, but I do know how other people’s assumptions can affect you.
Friendly reminder that "colorism is a real issue and we need to adress it, so we can erase it" and "there are unique problems and prejudices that mixed people go through, sometimes from 'all sides' and those need to be adressed" are NOT mutually exclusive.
So my friend brought over Soul Calibur 5 today and I wanted to make my giant, Luxen, in it. Too bad his hairstyle wasn't in there (nor his beard) and I didn't get much time to customize since he wanted me to hurry up... Even got stuck with a shitty voice lol... Since he rushed me I was unable to save any photos to my PS3 (even though I'm sure I took two), so I tried to draw his in-game look from memory and mixed it up a bit with parts of his usual self. If I ever get the game myself or if he happens to bring it over again I'll try to save the photos so I'm motivated more to do a booty shot (though if that never happens I'll probably still do it).
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a/n: I have 6 drafts now that I have to finished. time to grind out a few before lunch (no prob not). Enjoy! Yall idk who Im going to pair with reader
wc: 1400+
⚠️: idk man
Masterlist
Amren was waltzing down the streets of Velaris towards the rainbow, completely ready to order ask Feyre to paint something for her when she felt it. A shift in the world, nearly impossible to detect but she knew this feeling, it was what she felt when she'd fell through the folds of the universe itself and into this world. A slight tilt of the world, barely half a degree. Someone had just opened a portal straight into Prythian, maybe even straight into Velaris based off how easy the shift was to detect.
Amren looked up in time to see tear appear in the sky, and a female fall through. As the female fell she was franticly pressing her fingers to her shoulders and cursing when nothing happened. Amren wondered if she should save the female, she'd been in that situation a few centuries ago after all. But her magic was gone and she couldn’t do much other than watch. But 15 meters from the ground a parachute sprouted from her back and slowed her fall. The people were looking up now, at the female that floated down and landed among them. She was beautiful, like a dream. White hair, blue eyes ringed with gold, pointed ears and a climbing outfit that showed her body spectacularly.
The female looked around and spoke warily, “hello?” Her voice was soft and carried over the small crowd with the authority of a commander.
The fae around her had mixed reactions, some glowered while others smiled warmly. As Amren watched a male stepped forward. He had a sneer on his face as the female backed up, hands on the hilts of knives. Amren took a step forward, noticing the knives had a hole between the blade and hilt. Climbing knives that matched her outfit, what was this female doing?
“How did you get here? What do you want with this city?” The male started to advance on the female as she held her ground. The people were on high alert after the War and some had begun to get hostile. Amren recognized this particular male, Kian.
This was trouble especially since this female wasn’t backing down. Amren hesitated, she could save her without anyone dying.
As the male advanced and the female raised her knives, Amren stepped forward and spoke, “She is my assistant and was up there by my command testing out a new parachute so go back to your business and stay out of ours.”
Immediately everyone scattered and Amren grabbed the girl by the arm and led her away.
Guess she wasn’t going to Feyre’s studio after all.
*****
Y/n’s POV- three hours earlier
Y/n grinned as her parents rode off to go have vacation that probably involved a lot little fun. She strapped on her gear as her older brother gave her a look and she grinned back at him, tipping her nonexistent hat. Hopping on a horse Y/n rode to the only mountain she hadn’t climbed yet. It was taller than she could see and the rock was smoother than all the others. This was the final test, the final self imposed challenge. There was already a rope at her feet that she’d begged her dad to fly up to the top. He’d agreed but only if she didn’t rush it. (Have you all guessed who her parents are yet?)
She grabbed the rope, testing its strength before pulling out her favorite climbing knife and beginning the ascent. Around half way up, the first problem occurred, she’d skipped a rest stop because she was feeling energetic. But now her body was at its limit, it seemed this particular stretch between stops was longer than the others. Y/n looked around trying not to panic, all around her smooth stone with no crevice’s to be seen. She glanced down and saw the spot she’d skipped 100 meters below. She tilted her head back and looked up, above her another 75 meters was the next stop. Spewing out a few colorful words her mother would have been proud of she used one hand to scrawl a quick note to her parents and siblings before pinning it to the rope with a small pocket knife. Using the rest of her strength she hauled her body up another 5 meters, cursing when her left foot slipped.
Then her right foot.
Now dangling in mid air she kicked at the rock to try to anchor her feet. But with the force of the kick her right hand lost it’s grip on the knife she’d imbedded into the rock. Cursing the gods and herself, she was suddenly glad of the brutal training she and her brothers had endured. Managing to get her feedback anchored and her hand back on the hilt of her knife she decided it wasn’t possible to continue for now.
If there was one thing her uncle Fenrys had taught her it was to know your body’s limits and how far to push. She’d already pushed herself farther than she could endure and if she pushed any farther she wouldn’t make it. So y/n pulled out her knife and let her body drop.
Pushing at the shoulder pads that activated the parachute she desperately searched for a good place to land.
But she never got the chance.
A flash of light sparked and she fell through what looked like a rip in the world. As y/n fell she cursed every deity she knew, just her fucking luck. One of the cuts through worlds right here! How many times had the creature that was made of nightmares gone back and fourth through the worlds?
Time to worry about that later.
As she fell for what seemed like forever she would occasionally glimpsed people laughing in a city or two men brawling with a crowd cheering them on. Once she even glimpsed a black dragon soaring through the air with a navy blue one.
After a glimpse of a women in blue playing with fire like her mother she jolted as she felt herself cross into a different world. Holding her breath she fell through puffs of clouds until a city came into view. She knew it was going to be hard to go back but she could try if she survived. Just climb another mountain and jump right?
As she fell she took in the sprawling city below, it was beautiful, more beautiful than anything she’d ever seen before. Spectacular buildings with a sparkling river running through the city. On one side of the river, large buildings with many windows and clocks, the other smaller buildings with all the surfaces colored. But what stood out the most was the rainbow in the midst of the city.
Speaking of the city, the ground was approaching terrifyingly fast and Y/n hurriedly tried to activate her parachute. With barely 20 meters to the ground it activated and her fall slowed to a more bearable speed.
When she landed there was already a large group of fae staring at her like she’d just come in from another world. Which she had. She eyed the people carefully, noting the mix of hostile and welcoming faces.
“Hello?”
They all stared at her as if she’d spoken a different language which she was pretty sure she hadn’t but then some smiled and other glowered. A moment of confusion and silence later a muscular male stepped forward.
Y/n could tell this male wanted a fight, she placed her hands on her climbing knives. Not ideal weapons for fighting but better than nothing. “How did you get here? What do you want with this city?”
The male continued advancing and Y/n drew her knives. She wasn’t sure how she’d gotten here and she certainly didn’t want to be here but she doubted this male was going to believe her.
Suddenly a petite female stepped forward with authority and spoke.“She is my assistant and was up there by my command testing out a new parachute so go back to your business and stay out of ours.”
Y/n eyed the female with suspicion before sliding one knife back in its sheath. If this female had the power to make that crowd scatter with just a few well placed words, she was definitely dangerous. The female grabbed her by the arm and pushed a path through the bustling city.
Y/n opened her mouth, “who-”
“Quiet,” snapped the female looking back at her and Y/n reeled back slightly at the unsettling silver eyes.
But she followed the female as she had aced her from trouble and maybe had a way to get back to her world that didn’t involve falling off another cliff.
Might be a little much to hope for though.
*****
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Guessed who readers parents are yet?
So I have a playlist with a lot of different Kpop and I wanted to share it with y’all
I will suggest that you play it with shuffle on tho... Also it’s mostly male groups but yea
(via https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2FvUyMcVEqx4shMjBlaaPc?si=C8zQm0vGQ9aibDtozBJe6w)
The best lies are always mixed with the truth.
Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight
I look like shit rn lmao #tiktok #tiktokers #mixed #mixedbabies #mixedgirl #white #asian #asiangirls #asianamerican #american #chinese #chinesegirl #italian #italiangirl #german #yellow #oriental https://www.instagram.com/p/CBXB_v2ppaM/?igshid=uuyp3lag5gki
POC keep perpetuating the same messages to their children:
"It's not abuse, it's just culture"
"It's not dangerous, it's just culture"
"It's not grooming, it's just culture"
"It's not homophobic, it's just culture"
Yet they still beg for progress. They only hate outdated conservative values if it doesn't directly benefit them.
Yu Yu Hakusho x Care Bears
That's a cutie.... Yuusuke and Kuwabara as bears, Kurama as fox cousin lol